NEVER EVER WORRY
By Lord Pretender (1961)
Some people in the world today
Don't realise that worries don't pay
Plenty people in the world today
Don't realise that worries don't pay
Resting their worries upon your shoulder
Only bringing you older and older
These wicked things them people does do
They don't realise you have worries too.
Tell them to...
Never ever worry, don't mind how things looking hard...ah say to tell them
Never ever worry, don't mind how you suffering bad
Never ever worry, what I’m saying is true
Always consider somebody suffering more than you
When I was young, Granny said to me
Alric boy, never ever worry
Or your problems would seem bigger and bigger
And you’ll be living a life of torture
She told me, as a matter of fact
To fling all mih troubles behind mih back
Keep in touch with the Almighty
For guidance, love and stability
She said to...
Never ever worry, don't mind how things looking hard...mih granny told me
Never ever worry, don't mind how you suffering bad...mih granny tell me
Never ever worry, what I’m saying is true
Always consider somebody suffering more than you.
Dis one happen a few weeks ago, which part, quite down in Toco
A fellah wanted to commit suicide
You know he ran quite down by the wayside
Only a fig the man had to eat
He eat the fig and threw the fig skin in the street
From the time that the fig skin fall by he feet
A fellah snatch it up and started to eat
And he told him...
Never ever worry, you feel that things really hard...the fellah tell him
Never ever worry, you feel that you suffering bad...yes, he told him
Never ever worry, what I’m saying is true
Presently you could see, somebody suffering more than you.
I'm sure you heard or you either read
What all these great scientists have said
Is a fact and I've been told
Worries is the worse sickness in the world
Oh yes, they further explain
If you let worries take charge of your brain
Ten to one, you'll end up like a louse
Stark staring mad in the crazy house
That's right
Never ever worry, don't mind how things looking hard...ah tell you
Never ever worry, don't mind how you suffering bad...ah tell you
Never ever worry, what I’m saying is true
Anywhere you turn, somebody suffering more than you.
Never ever worry, don't mind how things looking hard...ah tell you
Never ever worry, don't mind how you suffering bad
Never ever worry, what I’m saying is true
Always consider, somebody suffering more than you....
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Version featuring Lord Pretender and Brother Resistance
Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!
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A Note From The Gull
Thank you Lord Pretender. We need the consolation but for many people, this advice is very difficult to take.
"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.
Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.
PLANT A GARDEN By Iwer George (1994) Arranged by Pelham Goddard
Nuff respect to all conscious one Dis one is pure reality man. Reality on dis one! Come on! All right man...Yes!
Things bad in the country, it rough in the city Woy Mama, woy Papa! Children on the pavement, they cyah see employment Woy Mama, woy Papa! Eh-eh Is nothing the Prime Minister could do Is nothing them Opposition could say... lord, lord The time you wasting liming in the streets Man, if you plant a dasheen, you sure to eat, boy Ah begging you...
Plant a garden, plant a garden Man, ah warning you Plant a garden, plant a garden, yes White rice cook with bhaji is good for your family Man, plant a garden, plant a garden Boy, ah warning you Plant a garden, plant a garden, yes Cassava and pumpkin is good for the children Man, plant a garden, plant a garden! Boy, and you sure to eat, so sweet so sweet Your family will eat, so sweet, so sweet Ah begging you...
If yuh plant a lil dasheen bush in yuh backyard, yuh safe you know. You could plant a lil ochro, some tomato, some chadon beni, some celery and yuh good to go!
Tings brown in the region, it brown in the Caribbean Woy Mama, woy Papa! You working and your salary cyah pay bills and feed your family Woy Mama, woy Papa! Eh-eh Is nothing the oil industry can do Is nothing them union leaders could say, lord, lord Remember the recession time is here So if you sow some seeds, it have to bear... yeah Ah begging you...
Plant a garden, plant a garden! Boy, ah warning you Plant a garden, plant a garden, yes! White yam cook with bodi is good for your body Man, plant a garden, plant a garden! Man, ah begging you Plant a garden, plant a garden, yes Plant some in your front yard Plant up in the backyard Yes, plant a garden, plant a garden Man, and you sure to eat, so sweet, so sweet Your family will eat, so sweet, so sweet Ah warning you...
If dey retrench and yuh lost yuh work, yuh go ha to eat breadfruit you know, so best yuh plant it one time. Yuh could plant a lil a head ah yam on de boundary, a lil bodi and yuh good to go! Come on!
Things bleak in New York city, it bleak universally Woy Mama, woy Papa They spending billions on fighting They don't care how we eating Woy Mama, Woy papa, eh-eh Is nothing the IMF man could do Is nothing we president could say We cyah get no money borrow again We have to ban we belly and take some strain, yes Ah begging you...
Plant a garden, plant a garden! Man, ah warning you Plant a garden, plant a garden, yes! Sorrel juice and mauby is good for your family Man, plant a garden, plant a garden! Boy ah warning you... Plant a garden, plant a garden, yes! If you cyah face the pharmacy You could drink up some bush tea Just, plant a garden, plant a garden! Man, and you sure to eat, so sweet, so sweet Your family will eat, so sweet, so sweet Ah begging you... Plant a garden, plant a garden Boy, ah warning you Plant a garden, plant a garden, yes Promises from party cannot full your belly Man, plant a garden, plant a garden Boy, ah warning you Plant a garden, plant a garden, yes Plant up some tomato, plant up some sweet potato Man, plant a garden, plant a garden! Yes, and you sure to eat, so sweet, so sweet...
Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance! .............................................................................................
A Note From The Gull
This song came out in 1994 and its message was important then and even more urgent today. Trinbagonians on the ground are so fortunate to live in a country where the earth will produce all year round. As food supplies become unreliable and prices increase and as we also become increasingly and justifiably more concerned about the quality/safety of the food which is available, I think that much, much more attention should be paid to encouraging and supporting each other in "Grow Your Own Food" drives.
So, if you are fortunate enough to have some land around your home, or a space to accommodate some large containers, take Iwer's advice. If your families are like mine, the Mamas will insist on growing ornamentals and the Papas will protest, "But yuh cyah eat flowers!" and you will have to find the happy medium to satisfy the needs of both bellies and souls.
But what of our Trinbagonians who are not fortunate enough to have access to land or even a large outdoor space in which to grow potted plants? We had friends who, having no land of their own, went on land that was vacant (whether crown or private) and established gardens there. We didn't see anything wrong in that, in fact, as far as we were concerned, their labour for their families was heroic and earned only our respect. Here, where I am located today, there are city sponsored community gardens where people who don't have land can apply for access to fenced plots in these gardens. Many people plant vegetables and others fulfill other needs by tending ornamentals. This is an idea, perhaps that could be introduced in Trinbago, in areas where people have no choice but to live in apartment blocks without access to plots of land to grow something.
Thank you, Iwer George.
"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.
Blessed is all of creation Blessed be my beautiful people Blessed be the day of our awakening Blessed is my country Blessed are her patient hills.
I LOVE MY COUNTRY
Performed by Machel Montano (1986)
Arranged by Leston Paul
I love the fete and the bacchanal
Calypso and the Carnival in my country [in my country]
I love to hear the sweet harmony
Pan sounding like a symphony in my land [in my land]
I love the air of serenity
The lovely people and scenery of my nation
I love the jokes and picong
Every rhythm and simple song
As only a true Trini will understand...Ey
Chorus:
I love my country, I love my land
I love my society, I love my nation
As a patriotic Trini, I would view with hostility
Any move to come between me and my country.
The happy song of the picoplat
Does lift my spirit and warm my heart in my country [in my country]
The brilliant sunrise over the hill
Does remind me of the Master's will in my land [in my land]
The hidden talents among the crowd
Does give me good reason to be proud of my nation
The joy and the camaraderie that pervades the community
As only a true Trini will understand
Chorus:
I love my country, I love my land
I love my society, I love my nation
As a patriotic Trini, I would view with hostility
Any move to come between me and my country.
For me the greatest fun in the world
Is to climb up a greasy pole in my country [in my country]
No circus act or no theater show
Could entertain as a good limbo in my land [in my land]
No recipe or delicacy could beat
The pelau and dahlpourie of my nation
And when I put up a kite, I does shiver with sheer delight
As only a true Trini will understand...Ey!
Chorus:
I love my country, I love my land
I love my society, I love my nation
As a patriotic Trini, I would view with hostility
Any move to come between me and my country.
I love the pois doux and callaloo
The manicou and the cascadou in my country [in my country]
I love the tassa drummology
Lighting deya for Divali in my land [in my land]
I love the moods and the attitudes
The tasty foods and the super dudes of my nation
Wherever I may roam, one good day I would come back home
As only a true Trini will understand...Ey!
Chorus:
I love my country, I love my land
I love my society, I love my nation
As a patriotic Trini, I would view with hostility
Any move to come between me and my country.
Source: The lyrics posted on this blog are transcribed directly from performances. Although it is my intention to faithfully transcribe I do not get all the words and I have a knack for hearing the wrong thing. Please feel free to correct me or to fill in the words that I miss by dropping me a message via e-mail. I'd be forever grateful. Thanks in advance!.............................................................................................
"Patria est communis omnium parens" - Our native land is the common parent of us all. Keep it beautiful, make it even more so.
Blessed is all of creation
Blessed be my beautiful people
Blessed be the day of our awakening
Blessed is my country
Blessed are her patient hills.
Lord, Please walk beside me through this day. Clear the heavy air with the lightness of Your Presence. Guide my hands and steady my heart that I may give comfort when I cannot give hope, that I may give relief when I do not have a cure, and that I may radiate Your healing peace when the limits of science, time, and the human body overwhelm us all. Amen
Source
Sáncte Míchael Archángele, defénde nos in proélio, cóntra nequítiam et insídias diáboli ésto præsídium. Ímperet ílli Déus, súpplices deprecámur: tuque, prínceps milítiæ cæléstis, Sátanam aliósque spíritus malígnos, qui ad perditiónem animárum pervagántur in múndo, divína virtúte, in inférnum detrúde. Ámen
A Note From The Gull
